10th grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl 次 to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the 日 before and handed them to her. She 発言しました "thanks" and gave me a キッス on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I 愛 her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her 愛 had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat 次 to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, 発言しました "thanks" and gave me a キッス on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I 愛 her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Senior 年
The 日 before prom she walked to my locker. My 日付 is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she 発言しました "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a キッス on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I 愛 her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Graduation 日
A 日 passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an エンジェル up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a キッス on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I 愛 her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and 発言しました "you came!". She 発言しました "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I 愛 her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I 愛 him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too...` I thought to my self, and I cried.
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl 次 to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the 日 before and handed them to her. She 発言しました "thanks" and gave me a キッス on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I 愛 her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her 愛 had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat 次 to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, 発言しました "thanks" and gave me a キッス on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I 愛 her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Senior 年
The 日 before prom she walked to my locker. My 日付 is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she 発言しました "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a キッス on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I 愛 her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Graduation 日
A 日 passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an エンジェル up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a キッス on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I 愛 her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and 発言しました "you came!". She 発言しました "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I 愛 her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I 愛 him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too...` I thought to my self, and I cried.